"The place was remarkable. When you're a little more used to things remind me, I'll show you some pictures." Bucky did his best not to be alarmed by the cough. He watched, careful for the familiar signs of distress, but didn't jump into action. "Water?" He offered, sure he could find some if needed.
"She was grown, almost 24." Bucky said, feeling like maybe that made it a little better. At least he got to experience her childhood, have those memories. They'd been through a lot, more than many, even here. But they'd been together for it. "But y'know, she's still my girl."